I laid there crumpled in the corner, abused and feeling unwanted. I no longer want to live, it hurts to breath, when I walk my body spams in pain, and when someone raises their hand I tremble. My body has become used to the my father's abusive terms. I have a system for it now, it's called sit there, take the pain, do not speak up, and the hits end sooner. T...
Conclusion I came to with pain at both ends. I was coming around because I was having my face slapped hard—and I couldn't seem to be able to reach out to ward off the blows. That was because my hands were tied together at the wrists and my arms were drawn over my head and attached to a hook behind me. The pain on the other end was because I was naked and Ja...
"God Dammit, what does the Ruskie want now?" Mission Control's eyes were blazing. He knew the communications officer was in his office again because of the Russian cosmonaut. Nearly all visits by the commo officer was because of the Russian cosmonaut. "He says he can't check and repair the space shuttle, General Bendix, Sir." The commo officer was standing...
Dave stepped into his neighbor's darkened garage. It was cool and smelled of oil and grease. He smiled. An old red car with its hood up dominated the shadowy space. "Are they gone?" he asked as he walked along the side of the car, one big hand sliding along the curves of the vehicle. Pete stood up when he heard Dave's voice and smiled when he saw that the...
Darius was led naked through the corridors of the prison, his feet growing cold from treading the old stones of the floor. His genitals had shrunk to their smallest possible size, both from the cold and from fear. When Hammer came back from his visit to the doctor, he was bruised, sore, and didn't say anything for two days. Darius was taken through a heavy,...
I tried to shift up to my knees, but my hands were cuffed tight behind my back and my feet were bound. I looked up at the master and he repeated his command, "get up on your knees whore" I tried again and this time rolled up onto my shoulders than my knees. I struggled but managed to pull myself up. I stared at him with naive optimism that he would be pl...
Time had been speeding by me since Jackson kissed me. Two weeks had felt like nothing. Getting up in the mornings didn't take every ounce of energy that I had, and every time my phone vibrated, my heart fluttered and hoped that it was him. More often than not, it was. I guess they're right when they say that time flies when you're having fun. 'How's work?'...
*I want to apologize for both the shortness of this chapter, and the lack of sex. One thing that I should know by now is NOT to leave cliff hangers, because they make people angry O.o Anyway, one more chapter to go, and please give me advice on anything I have to fix, no matter how small. All characters are 18+* Christopher was just groggily beginning to...
I know you've waited a long time for this. Take off my shirt. Slowly. Do the buttons one by one. Fuck, your hands are shaking. I turn you on that bad, huh? Yeah, take it off. Look at my body. You like what you see? You like my muscles? Watch me flex this here.....oh fuck yeah. Fuckin' get your FUCKIN hands off my crotch, motherfucker slut. You fuckin touch...
Coach Smith was balls deep inside his 19 year old red headed fuck puppet when everyone in the shower started groaning. Water splashed against the milky white skin over Cory's muscular back. The coach shoved his fat red cock in and out of Cory's tight ass. The skin of his shaft pulled tight back and forth as he thrust in and out the young man's butt. Cory's h...